09 January 2010

a tale of two legs

One of my friends is currently waiting for surgery. Winter is such a season of leg injuries. The ice, especially the hard to see black stuff, inadequate shoveling and poor traction of shoes and boots make it far too easy to take a spill and boom! Knees, ankles, and the larger bones of the legs all pay the price. I'm really hoping his surgery goes well and he is back on his feet quickly. It's horribly demoralizing to lose mobility like that.

Of course, it was winter when I broke my knee, but I did it in a health club (very embarrassing). The woman who helped me to another room and got me dressed kept me entertained with the tale of her own traumatic fall on the ice a few winters before that. She had broken both elbows at the same time. I just thanked my lucky stars that my hands were free and clear. At the time I was doing cross-stitch a lot, and the idea of being stuck without my hands or arms just bit. I recovered from my knee surgery and try not to let the residual wonkiness set me back. I'm hoping for a better recovery for my friend.

Let's think even more good thoughts. As much as I want good doggie thoughts, my friend needs them more.

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a tale of two legs

One of my friends is currently waiting for surgery. Winter is such a season of leg injuries. The ice, especially the hard to see black stuff, inadequate shoveling and poor traction of shoes and boots make it far too easy to take a spill and boom! Knees, ankles, and the larger bones of the legs all pay the price. I'm really hoping his surgery goes well and he is back on his feet quickly. It's horribly demoralizing to lose mobility like that.

Of course, it was winter when I broke my knee, but I did it in a health club (very embarrassing). The woman who helped me to another room and got me dressed kept me entertained with the tale of her own traumatic fall on the ice a few winters before that. She had broken both elbows at the same time. I just thanked my lucky stars that my hands were free and clear. At the time I was doing cross-stitch a lot, and the idea of being stuck without my hands or arms just bit. I recovered from my knee surgery and try not to let the residual wonkiness set me back. I'm hoping for a better recovery for my friend.

Let's think even more good thoughts. As much as I want good doggie thoughts, my friend needs them more.